3. The Girls Make Plans
Sunday Morning
Jenny stretched luxuriously as her alarm went off at seven o'clock. She felt surprisingly well-rested despite a series of bizarre dreams that kept waking her. The memory of them was fading fast: in one she had been chasing something, crawling around on the floor, but every time she tried to grab it she ended up batting it away. Very strange. But today was a new day, and she was hoping to finish sorting through the contents of the master bedroom by this evening. But before getting back to that, she needed to make her weekly trip for groceries.
Slinking out of bed, Jenny took the time for another good stretch, placing her arms on the bed and arching her back while she made a curious sound of satisfaction, before finally heading into the master bathroom for her morning necessities. Both the girls were still asleep an hour later as Jenny was grabbing her keys and heading out, so she left them a note on the kitchen counter beside a few items for them to breakfast on.
Arriving at the shopping center, which was one of those with a bunch of strip malls surrounding a few big box stores that had become so common in suburbia, Jenny found her attention drawn to a pet store boutique with cute paintings of cats and dogs in the windows. She wasn't sure why she was so fascinated but decided to walk up and look in the windows at least. She would have gone in except that the store didn't open until nine. Huffing in slight irritation, she headed to the grocery store, telling herself, "Well, maybe I'll swing back by before I head home."
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Madelyn lay in bed listening to her mother wake up and move around and finally leave. She had never really gotten back to sleep after using the remote in the wee hours, just dozing between renewed bouts of masturbation that gradually went from frenzied to forceful and finally to sensual. She kept using the remote, getting a thrill just from seeing it display the words whenever it detected her sister or mother. She had turned her sister into a budding camwhore or something, and her mother into a submissive sex kitten, and it was the hottest thing Madelyn had ever experienced.
Maddie had also inadvertently discovered a few additional features of the remote. Holding the red button when no target was selected would display the power level. It had been at 3% after she transformed her mother around three in the morning, but by the time Jenny was up and moving around it was at 15%. So one or more of Madelyn's guesses about its power were wrong, apparently, as it now seemed to be going up at roughly 3% per hour, but irregularly within that span.
Madelyn also found that holding down the green button after acquiring a target would make the remote display what it had done to them, which confirmed her suspicion that she had been given a mind control fetish. That discovery had caused another frenzied rubbing of her pussy, culminating in another massive squirt. Furthermore, the remote displayed some codes following the trait synopsis, which included SWT for both Madelyn and Allison and SUB for their mother. She guessed that those stood for "switch" and "submissive," given that the remote seemed to be sex-oriented.
The device also displayed the letters "F" and "M" followed by numbers, which she guessed might refer to sexual orientation as her own results were F40/M75, which seemed about right if it was on a 100-point scale. Her mother, surprisingly, was at F50/M50. Jenny had never dated any women, as far as Madelyn knew, or otherwise exhibited any interest of a sexual or romantic nature for them. Perhaps it was a result of her failed marriage? Or maybe a contributing factor? Even more perplexing were Allison's numbers. The first time Madelyn scanned her it said F20/M80, but it later said F30/M75, then F40/M70, and by the time their mother was leaving the house it was at F50/M65. Was the remote ramping up her attraction to women for some reason? "If so, it's really hot," thought Maddie as she thrummed her clit at the idea of changing her sister in such a way.
Finally deciding to get up since her mother was gone and she needed to leave anyway, Madelyn literally peeled herself out of bed, scrunching her nose at the increasingly stale smell of sex permeating the room. She dressed rapidly then stripped the sheets from the bed again and flipped the mattress, just to be on the safe side, hiding the comforter in the closet for the time being. Heading downstairs, she put all the sheets into a plastic garbage bag with plans to wash them at her apartment before grabbing a banana her mother left out for her and a yogurt from the fridge.
Hesitating for a moment, Madelyn went into the dining room and looked again at the short letter written by her grandfather. Surely that wasn't the only account he left that mentioned the device? Had he never used it again after whatever happened to his sister? Why did he keep it, if not to use it? Wondering if there were more answers to be found, plus not wanting her mother to know about the remote just yet, Madelyn took the letter and the sheaf of papers it was in, grabbed her things and the soiled sheets, and left the house.
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Allison lay in bed listening to her mother and sister wake up and move around the house and finally leave. She had awoken from a series of very satisfying naps several times during the night, and each awakening had heralded another session of very enjoyable masturbation. She had now subscribed to two more girls aside from her lookalike: a bubbly blonde who was clearly angling for bimbo stans and an athletic brunette who was marketing herself to the fitness crowd. Allie had been pleased to discover that her lookalike was based only about 100 miles away, and she had selected both of the other two with proximity in mind as well. At some point in the night, she had decided she wanted to be a cam girl, too.
Allison wanted to do a little more research before creating her own channel, though, and she figured she might need to wait until the end of summer to avoid questions from her mom. Allie was planning ahead, though, and the chance to do collabs with other streamers was a good way to grow her own followers and have fun doing it. As a first step, other than jilling herself as she conducted 'market research,' Allison had started an account with a service for posting nude pictures that earned her a microfee each time one of her pictures was liked. At the moment she had spent more liking other girl's pictures than she had earned, but she considered it a work in progress.
Stretching as she finally rolled out of her sticky sheets, Allison decided to strip the coverings and flip the mattress, just to be on the safe side. Without bothering to get dressed she headed down to the laundry room to start washing away the evidence of her self-love before having a leisurely nude breakfast, catching up with her less explicit socials.
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Jenny had just finished loading up her car with the groceries and other goods when she found her attention once again drawn to the pet store. It had slipped her mind while shopping, but her earlier desire to check out the boutique suddenly flared up again. "Well, I'll just pop in for a minute or two; it's not a long drive home, the groceries will be fine for a few minutes." Locking her car, she walked back to the pet store, whose signed proclaimed it to be 'FUR-IENDS,' and walked inside.
